Xingzhou Mansion.

It is a prefecture under the town of Xuanfu.

There are quite a lot of people inside.

The shops on both sides have rice shops, cloth shops, wine shops, pawn shops, weapon shops and so on.

On both sides, there are also hawkers walking the streets.

"Selling sugar gourds, selling sugar gourds. "The vendor who walks the sugar gourd, with a rattle, attracts the attention of children.

"Mend the pot, mend the pot. The old man who made up the pot called out in a unique voice.

"Sharpen the scissors—" the scissors sharpening vendor cried, not to be outdone.

He Xuan walked in Xingzhou Mansion with his hands in his hands.

In Xingzhou Mansion, there are many large and small weapons shops.

However, according to those under him, there are only three who are really high-level, and there are only two who are good at sword casting, one is the Zhao Weapon Shop, and the other is the Hundred Refining Weapons Shop. These two weapons shops have their own advantages.

He Xuan saw the Zhao Weapons Store first, this weapons store does not occupy a wide area, and there is basically no decoration. There is a shirtless man in the weapons shop is the owner of this Zhao clan weapons shop, Zhao Menghu, this Zhao Menghu has a few strengths, and he has studied and built weapons, and he is a good hand at exercising.

There were also several of his young apprentices in the arsenal.

After He Xuan came in, this Zhao Menghu had no head, and continued to look at the knife in his hand and looked at it very carefully.

One of Zhao Menghu's apprentices said: "If you want a weapon, choose it yourself." If you want to build a special weapon, you can also report it, and if we can build it, we will help you build it. However, a deposit is paid in advance to build a weapon. ”

"I understand, I'll take a look first. He Xuan nodded and looked at this weapon shop.

Regarding the choice of weapons, He Xuan still prefers to choose a sword.

First, he has a primary stabbing willow swordsmanship, which can increase his speed by another point, and if he doesn't use a sword, he can't use this swordsmanship.

Second, your physical strength is 4.15, if you use heavy weapons, it is easy to consume your physical strength, use a sword, and the sword is light to save physical strength.

He Xuan ignored the other weapons in this weapon line, and looked directly at the sword.

There are not many swords in this, and there are only a dozen of them.

After all, the sword is on the battlefield and has never been mainstream.

Among the dozen or so swords, there are short swords about two feet short and four feet long.

He Xuan stroked the sword with his hand, feeling the cold light on the sword beating, it seemed that these were good swords.

"The sword has no name?"

"The master said that it is enough for a sword to kill, where do you need a name. Wang Menghu's apprentice said with some embarrassment.

"That's the same thing. He Xuan nodded.

"But this sword is not long enough, there is no longer one. He Xuan said.

Wang Menghu was finally attracted over, his eyes looked at He Xuan's somewhat thin figure, and the corners of his lips showed a sneer: "The hilt of the sword is only so long, the longer the sword body, the more difficult it is to control the sword, you are so thin, can you master a longer sword?"

"Of course, if the sword is not long enough, it will be more troublesome to stand on the ground and fight the cavalry on horseback. He Xuan said, "You have a longer sword here?"

Wang Menghu sneered: "You are so thin and thin, and you still want to pick cavalry?"

"My surname is He, and my name is He Xuan. He Xuan smiled faintly.

Wang Menghu's sneer was immediately put away, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes: "With three hundred Qing soldiers in one enemy, he killed more than 100 Qing soldiers, and He Xuan He Qianhu, who was named the number one fierce general in the world by the current saint?"

He Xuan nodded.

Wang Menghu looked He Xuan up and down with monster-like eyes: "It is rumored that He Qianhu is thin and thin, but he has the strength of a thousand catties, if you can prove that you are He Qianhu, you buy a sword from me, I will send it directly, including the longer sword you need." ”

He Xuan smiled, put it directly on the side of an iron stove, shook it with both hands, and felt that the iron furnace was about six hundred catties, and lifted it easily.

After Wang Menghu was shocked, he bowed directly to He Xuan three times: "Shengdou Xiaomin is finally fortunate to see He Qianhu, the world's number one fierce general and the world's number one hero, who killed the Tartar Defenders. He Qianhu, I have the sword you want. In our vein, we believe that the sword is the ancestor of a hundred soldiers. But fewer and fewer people use swords. My master thought that if there was a person who was superior in his ability to use a five-foot sword, he would need to use such a sword when he stood on the ground to kill cavalry, and he made a total of two swords, called five-foot Qingfeng. ”

He personally went to the backyard and got the two five-foot Qingfeng out.

These two swords are indeed five feet long.

And because the hilt is so short, it is extremely difficult to control the sword body at the back.

However, that was for other people, and it was naturally not a difficult thing for He Xuan.

These two swords, it seems that their materials are more high-end than other swords.

He Xuan held the two five-foot Qingfeng with both hands, brushed and played with them, and then recalled the time when he was fighting against the Qing soldiers: "Good sword, good sword, just right for dealing with cavalry on horseback." ”

Then he picked out four more four-foot-long swords.

"Just these six swords. The four-foot-long sword was used against opponents on the ground, and the five-foot-long sword was used against cavalry. He Xuan said: "How much is it in total?"

Wang Menghu Zhengse said: "I said, you are a good man who killed the Tartar Defenders, I will never accept your money, and these six swords will be given to you." ”

"The problem is, I'm not short of money. I have killed so many Tartars, and they are quite rich, and I still have a lot of money on hand that I can't spend. He Xuan made it clear that I was not bad for money.

Wang Menghu was directly blocked by He Xuan's words, and finally said helplessly: "Since this is the case, you can give a hundred taels, the cost." ”

One hundred taels, buy six good swords, it is definitely the cheapest of the cheap.

He Xuan was cleaning up, the five-foot-long sword was too long to hang on the right waist, and the four-foot-long sword could be carried on his back, so that he would become a six-sword stream. Compared to the One Piece Sauron seen in the anime in his previous life, there are three more handles. For this sword purchase, He Xuan is quite satisfied.

"He Qianhu, can you leave Mobao, you are the number one fierce general in the world, I have always admired him. Wang Menghu said with some embarrassment.

He Xuan was stunned: "My brush writing is very ugly." ”

"As long as it's He Qianhu's Mobao, it's fine. ”

"In that case, then I'll write it. ”

He Xuan picked up the brush and wrote. When I was in elementary school in my previous life, the school forced me to practice Mao notes, and after practicing for a while, the words I wrote would not be very good, and I wrote four words crookedly: "The sword here is good."

"Thank you He Qianhu. Wang Menghu doesn't care whether the word is ugly or not, he just knows the level of a few words, the word is good and ugly is the same as for him, the key is the word written by He Xuan, the world's best man.

......

At this moment, a fat man wearing silk forging, wearing a scarf and a green agate ring on his hand walked in: "Shopkeeper Wang, I heard that you have two longest swords in the world here, what are they called five-foot Qingfeng, our young master is a good sword, so I bought it by this housekeeper." ”

Wang Menghu's face changed slightly: "It turned out to be Steward Fan, and I have already sold these two swords." ”

And the person known as Steward Fan looked at the two swords hanging from He Xuan's waist: "Oh, it's just to sell it to this kid." Boy, I am Fan Dashou, the housekeeper of the Fan family, our eldest son likes swords, and I am going to hold a hundred swords banquet recently. You sell us the five-foot Blue Edge you just bought. How much money you buy, we triple. ”

"Fan family?" He Xuan was stunned.

Wang Menghu approached He Xuan's ear and reminded: "This is the mountain, the people of the Xifan family. Their Fan family is extremely powerful and knows many powerful people, so it is not appropriate to clash directly. ”